For all leaders, especially the african leaders and people.
Where women were equal warlords
Where people were follower of laws
And properties safety were justified
Ibadan! where everybody is royal
I was the ancient warlord on horse-back
I am brown but my spirit is all white
While the most respect were given to black
While the blacks were still well organised
And unjust leaders were openly prosecuted
I was from ALI-IWO in righteous Ibadan
A prince from the Ogbomosho majesty
Journeyed through the Iwo War-royalty
To become part of Ibadan royalty
It's annoying to see my people suffer
So annoying to see un-prosecuted looters
Roaming & oppressing the treasuries owners
Behold your spirit from the past righteousness
Ask for justice to justify past justice
Leaders it's time to cough the stolen treasuries
Material things is nothing to mind enrichments
Our bodies have got a short time to live
But our spirit lives aye for generations
Let's walk & work & live for future generations
End this hell and embrace heavenly generations
Aye! I am transparent in my all white
Every little step on that lawn
goes a long way in creating the path.
Let's make the move
for the future generation.
Poetry by Saheed Giwa
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Written on 2007-04-12 at 12:17
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Niger from Ibadan
Aye! I am from the hill of IbadanWhere women were equal warlords
Where people were follower of laws
And properties safety were justified
Ibadan! where everybody is royal
I was the ancient warlord on horse-back
I am brown but my spirit is all white
While the most respect were given to black
While the blacks were still well organised
And unjust leaders were openly prosecuted
I was from ALI-IWO in righteous Ibadan
A prince from the Ogbomosho majesty
Journeyed through the Iwo War-royalty
To become part of Ibadan royalty
It's annoying to see my people suffer
So annoying to see un-prosecuted looters
Roaming & oppressing the treasuries owners
Behold your spirit from the past righteousness
Ask for justice to justify past justice
Leaders it's time to cough the stolen treasuries
Material things is nothing to mind enrichments
Our bodies have got a short time to live
But our spirit lives aye for generations
Let's walk & work & live for future generations
End this hell and embrace heavenly generations
Aye! I am transparent in my all white
Every little step on that lawn
goes a long way in creating the path.
Let's make the move
for the future generation.
Poetry by Saheed Giwa
Read 586 times
Written on 2007-04-12 at 12:17
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